Luckily only a few girls, including Sandy, drank the punch before the word about 'Roofies in the Punch' got out. The party was shut down and Sandy was...taken home.She had felt just like this when she had woken up later in her own bed. Sandy opened her eyes and groaned. She immediately checked to make sure that she had not been raped. She was relieved to find out she hadn't. The next thing she discovered was that Jeanie was in a seat next to her. They were loosely strapped into their seats, more. To them, she was just another lost soul going about her lonely life.Turning south on East End, she made her way down the short edge of a hundred year old housing tract. Muted lights burned in the old homes, but none offered her the slightest warmth. She was on her own and the pain of her loneliness ached in her heart as she made her way toward the future she had reluctantly chosen for herself.‘Goddamn you, Mick! You said you loved us! You lying bastard! How could you just leave us like that?'. The only reason I told her was because she was somewhat of a gossip hound at school. Not that she spread rumors, but if she heard them and knew the truth of the matter, she was quick to set things straight. Gloria might have a tough exterior, but she was an honest and trustworthy person. And her reaction, when I explained it to her, was bland nonchalance. She merely looked up from reading her book, licked a finger and turned the page, saying, "Well, Jess, as long as you're happy, that's what. I just can't make sense of it."I perused the text for a few moments, smiling to myself. Whenever he thought I wasn't looking, his eyes gravitated towards the magazine. I decided to lean closer to him so my cheek was almost touching his. He didn't flinch. "Oh dear, you must be in Dr. Turgin's class. I never liked this textbook. I prefer the one Dr. Diehl used to use. It explained things much better." I don't see how it could've explained things much worse."I laughed. "You have a point.